Ho Zining changed into a bathrobe and leaned against the window, staring blankly at the lively dinner party below.

If Qiao Nanzhi hadn't lost his memory -

When Ho Zining thought of this, she shook her head vigorously. There was no hypothesis.

She had nothing to do with Qiao Nanzhi anymore!

She stood up. And just as she was about to turn around, a pair of arms suddenly stretched out behind her, and she was caught off guard and imprisoned in place.

It was followed by an overwhelming kiss with a male-only aggression and a strong hormonal smell, which was dangerous and deadly.

He breathed heavily. In the unlit room, she could not see his face clearly. What she could only see was his eyes shining with dim light. The way he looked at her was like he was looking at a prey in his hand!

Ho Zining was scared out of her wits and exclaimed, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"If you go any further, I'll call the police!"

However, the man didn't seem to hear her question and grabbed her wrists.

Ho Zining trembled and struggled desperately. But even she had used all her strength, what she did now was just useless. Compared with the man's strength, her strength was simply nothing.

The distance between them was so close that she could even feel his beating heart pounding on her body.

Ho Zining vaguely knew what the man was going to do next and was scared out of her wits. She scratched the man hard with her nails and left deep scratches on his skin. But when she scratched a certain spot of the man's body, she heard the man groan, and then a large piece of sticky liquid poured into her palm.

This man was injured and still thinking about women?! What kind of bastard was this! Ho Zining only felt that her views of life and values were overturned!

"Help me ..." The man's voice was very low, like the last string note of a cello, but somehow pleasant, "I was drugged."

Ho Zining's heart was cold and filled with fear. She lowered her voice and cried, "How much do you want? I'll give you whatever you want! Please, let me go!"

The man was unmoved.

"You're injured and bleeding. You can't ..." Ho Zining thought of something, ready to take a detour to persuade him, "When the time comes, you don't have the drug effect passed. Won't it be worse that you lose too much blood and die?"

The man took two deep breaths and seemed to find it inconvenient to stand by the wall, so he picked up Ho Zining.

However, the room was too dark, and he felt too uncomfortable to find the bed, so he had to take two steps to carry Ho Zining to the table in front of the window where there was the only light source in this room.

Outside, there was a lively dinner party. And the sound of people talking to each other from time to time came to their ears.

She struggled so hard that she was almost out of strength, so nervous that she was at a loss, like a wounded little beast letting out a suppressed low cry of grief.

The man's heart was struck by her pain at the moment.

Huo Yanshen had never thought that those men sent by his brother would use such a drug to completely devour his own willpower, which he thought was invincible!

His eyes turned scarlet, and he looked at the trembling woman below him.

Through the dim light through the window, although his view was very hazy, he still vaguely saw a beautiful and soul-stirring face. She was still very young at present, but once she became more mature in the future, what kind of charm would she have?

Her eyes were so clear, reminding people of the elves who had stepped on the snow. Even though they were filled with fear at this moment, they were so beautiful that they made people feel the urge to cry for them.

In the past, no matter who bullied her, Qiao Nanzhi would always appear like a knight coming from the sky and wouldn't allow anyone to hurt her.

But what about now?

Ho Zining turned her head and watched Qiao Nanzhi and Jian An'an walking through the crowd. Their eyes turned in her direction from time to time.

She shrank in fear that she was afraid they might see how embarrassed she was at the moment.

But the next second, Qiao Nanzhi and Jian An'an turned around to chat with the others. And she was still in this dark room ...

As the despair spread little by little, Ho Zining felt something crumbling in her heart.

Qiao Nanzhi was no longer her Prince Charming.

A tear slid across Ho Zining's smooth face and landed on the back of Huo Yanshen's hand. He slowed down a little as if he had been scalded.